One time in Grade 5, I was heading back to class from the restroom. Before I proceed, I should note two things. 1. My class was literally just around the bend from the bathroom, next to the lockers. 2. There was a boy in my classroom that I had a crush on for the last year. Now, for whatever reason, I was swinging my arms around in a wild half-windmill motion. Don’t ask me why; I was just overflowing with child-like glee, I guess. So there I was, swinging my arms dramatically, then just when I got to the corner… SMACK. I had unintentionally hit someone in the head. It took me a second to realize who it was: my crush. I was embarrassed, but he just burst out laughing. To this day, I can probably mention that as one of my top awkward moments.